Out of the blue, Catherine turned to Ida and said, “Can I have one of those?”, referring to Ida’s Tall 120s. Ida said, “Sure, but I didn’t k...ow you smoked?!” Catherine replied, “I don’t really, not more than one or two a month, but they go so well with a beer, and it’s been awhile, so…”, letting her sentence trail off. Ida passed her the pack. Catherine, in a seemingly practiced move, shook the pack with her hand, near her face, and as a cigarette popped out, Catherine trapped it with her. I moved my hand til I felt her slit and she was soaked. I found the top of her slit and began to slowly rub it with small circles. I could feel her move under my hand as I just took my time making circles around her clit. Again I reached down and slowly felt my way up her nightgown going toward her wetness. This time I reached her panties and they were soaked. I moved her panties over and felt her soaked pubes and her wetness. She was literally soaked. She held my hand and then reached. There were men - and onewoman - with their heads bowed in acceptance. There were women - and acouple of men - who seemed to look at the sissies as gazelles while theywere the lions. And, there were a few who were just passing through,looking at the scene, not quite grasping what they were seeing."Samantha?" Monica used the feminine name she had stuck me with."Samantha? I think it's time we went to the Sissy Room, don't you ?" Huh?"She smiled. "The Sissy Restroom. You can change clothes in there. Nishant: Nahin yaar, yahaan bhabhi bhi hai, agar sun lengi to achha nahin lagega.Rajeev: Are, nahin sunegi. Agar sun bhi legi to koi baat nahin. Woh hi mujh se poochh rahi thi.Nishant: Kya bhabhi aisa poochh rahi thee?Rajeev: Haan, yaar. Isme surprise ki kya baat hai?Nishant: Nahin, phir bhee. Thoda ajeeb laga sun kar.Rajeev: Yeh to kuchh bhi nahin, teri bhabhi bahut bindaas hai aurat hai.Nishant: Achha, aisa laga nahin mujhe dekh kar. Bahut lucky hai yaar tu.Rajeev: Achha tu bata ki kaise.